Diário Novels & Stories

She would use the planner and lay things out. There Leia was again in her thoughts. 'Let's see, oh, our mother's diary to read,' Aubrianne spoke, continuing to list out things on her iPad using the voice software. Aubrianne decides to read her mother's diary on Sunday or at least start the process. She will start her new job on Monday and wants to relax and get her mind in the right frame. This week was one hell of a week. She planned to sit by the fireplace in her living room, relax and get some reading done.

She was feeling amazing and excited because for the very first time, Thyago finally notices and known her existence. When she got home after class, she went straight through her bedroom. Feeling happy and inspired, she decided to make a diary of her own. Not necessarily a typical diary where she'll write about her daily living, it was more like a journal where she will write down all the kept emotions and feelings she has for Thyago. She planned to chronicle all her interactions and emotions she had for Thyago. Something inside her wanted to write and savor this feeling of happiness she has for him because if not, her heart will explode in too much excitement and joy. And there into her bedr

“I will spend some more time here.” “Why”? Chance was puzzled, while Terrence simply stared at him. “You’re kicking me out?” Terrence asked. “What?! No”! Chance declared loudly. “Just, come here.” he nodded and headed in. The place was a complete mess, a reason why Chance didn’t want Terrence to come in, but somehow Terrence seemed unfazed by the chaos. “Make yourself comfortable I guess.” Chance shrugged. Chance was busy setting up some of the stuff in the living room when his eyes fell on the Calendar. There were some important dates marked, including the days he did it with Terrence. For some reason seeing it ticked him off. It took him a while before he could finally comprehend.

She shrugged and walked away. Zehra was sitting in the living room with her laptop while her parents watched TV. She was searching for good universities for journalism, when a message popped up in Gmail Hangouts from Alphastar1. A: Terrorist Z: What is it with you and gmail? A: It was nice meeting you today. Z: Didn’t look so nice from where I was standing. A: Your vision was clouded with fear. Z: You wish. All I feel is contempt.

I opened the diary to the year where I met Pietro. February 27, 2001. I closed my eyes and tried recalling his face. Whitney sat down while looking at me, she waits patiently. I closed the door and hugged the opened diary. I knelt down and started thinking of that year. Slowly, I started chanting To thee I bestow my soul, salvage my bane life back in time. I beseech thy salvation. I bestow my forlorn life to eternity. Grant me your benediction

After hesitating for a while, he flipped open the diary to take a peek. It was a typical diary with many scribbles and writings. Gently flipping through the pages, he read the first few lines on the first page of the diary. 12-10-2020 So the doctor asked me to try to keep a journal and write down my personal feelings. Don’t know how that’s going to help but here goes nothing. Getting confused, Alex flipped through the pages, skimming through similar scribbles of how his day went and how his life was going in general. One thing was constant through the pages and it was how he kept on mentioning Alex.

I see he is on his way to Johannesburg tomorrow morning. The diary is held open at the top with a paper clip and a smaller piece of paper. The word that first catches my attention on the piece of paper is Password. My heart skips a beat. "That's what people do," I still hear Gregory say. "They are naturally lazy when it comes to things like remembering passwords, so they write them in their diaries, or they put them in a desk drawer. Some write them on a calendar where they can find them easily." Password... But before I can lower it properly, Dale is behind me.

" Mysterious Man Diary Day ? I don't know the date but I remember it was the time I feel hard for you so, if you ever started reading my old diary, please don't be disgusted with me@~)~~~~ Broke the newly bought pen again.

After the duke left, he took advantage of his absence to open the book about the Emius once again. He was dying to understand what the purple colour he saw on Taegen's eyes meant. As he was flipping through the big book, he read a lot of interesting things he didn't know about these strange creatures. The one that struck him the most was the fact that the Emius are the most sensitive creatures when it comes to a breakup or the loss of someone very dear.